Fred Snowflake tries to make excuses for Menendez and the underaged girls.
/We remember when Fred was the editor for a legit newspaper – a real journalist. Then he went corporate and ended up writing for a blog that shills for a Democrat vendor – yes, a greaser greasing the grease machine of contributions and contracts – a guy who lives so far up Bob Menendez’ ass that he wanted him to be Vice President instead of Joe Biden.
Writing from the perspective of a Left Wing Blog, Fred tries to dismiss something because he claims it was written in a “Right Wing blog” and fails to see the irony in doing so. It’s kind of pathetic.
Hey Fred, BelieveWomen! Women made the accusation against Bob Menendez and just because those women are darker-skinned than Dr. Christine Blasey Ford or don’t have her economic and educational “privilege” – and maybe they don’t speak English, so what – that doesn’t make them liars, does it? What’s wrong with you, Fred, are you some kind of racist?
Oh, you say they say they got their stories wrong? After what? After some corrupt criminal billionaire calls up the local Establishment he’s paid into down there and sets the “man” on them? And the “man” down there don’t do due process, Fred. Read up on it sometime, Fred, they have death squads down there.
And how about those lovely young ladies from Eastern Europe who the Honorable Member from New Jersey helped traffick into the United States for his old-assed buddy to play with? Are you going to argue that they just hold hands? Huh, Fred? No Fred, it’s a crime against nature that’s what that is.
Fred tries to dismiss what the FBI said and President Obama’s Justice Department said (that’s right – President Obama’s Justice Department – not Trump’s) about the scumbag behavior of Bob Menendez. But Fred doesn’t examine the documents, he just waves his tallywhacker and expects all that documentation to magically disappear.
Documentation like this…
And this…
And don’t forget this…
Yeah, it all comes down to hypocrisy, don’t it Fred? Bob Menendez brought this upon himself the day he wanted to play “butter-doesn’t-melt-in-my-mouth” at the Kavanaugh confirmation. The old Fred, the journalist, would have got it. The new Fred, the shill for the greaser vendor and Menendez fundraiser, not so much. Hey, things change.